Oh damn, ordering that Lawrence immediately (not least because I recently read someone (possibly Paul Fussell) claim that no European has ever written well about Mexico) -
I don't know if it's "written well" "about" "Mexico," if you see what I mean. I'm sure academics have described it as doing whatever the Mexican equivalent of "Orientalism" would be, and I think I said on here when I was reading it that it could in a sense be set on Mars, or Arrakis, that it was like Dune if Dune were more psychedelic and less nerdy. I'm not trying to discourage you; I just worry I didn't properly convey in the post that I'm the only person in the world who likes this novel. In any case, hope you enjoy!
I am undiscouraged! Anything to which ‘only person in the world’ can be attached in any capacity is worthwhile, perhaps. And I wonder if Lawrence has ever written a word about anything beyond a) sensation and b) men/women. Perhaps it’s precisely this inability to see beyond his own nose that made him a great ‘travel writer’ -
Well, if you or anyone is seeking one such pumped-up psychedelic novel, I have been posting it on my Substack under the name Memoirs of a Mediocre Messiah. It’s getting published by Ephesus Press next year, but I can’t wait to show it to people, I think it manifests many things that you are looking for, including some of the most polychromatic prose that anyone is writing right now.
Oh damn, ordering that Lawrence immediately (not least because I recently read someone (possibly Paul Fussell) claim that no European has ever written well about Mexico) -
I don't know if it's "written well" "about" "Mexico," if you see what I mean. I'm sure academics have described it as doing whatever the Mexican equivalent of "Orientalism" would be, and I think I said on here when I was reading it that it could in a sense be set on Mars, or Arrakis, that it was like Dune if Dune were more psychedelic and less nerdy. I'm not trying to discourage you; I just worry I didn't properly convey in the post that I'm the only person in the world who likes this novel. In any case, hope you enjoy!
I am undiscouraged! Anything to which ‘only person in the world’ can be attached in any capacity is worthwhile, perhaps. And I wonder if Lawrence has ever written a word about anything beyond a) sensation and b) men/women. Perhaps it’s precisely this inability to see beyond his own nose that made him a great ‘travel writer’ -
Well, if you or anyone is seeking one such pumped-up psychedelic novel, I have been posting it on my Substack under the name Memoirs of a Mediocre Messiah. It’s getting published by Ephesus Press next year, but I can’t wait to show it to people, I think it manifests many things that you are looking for, including some of the most polychromatic prose that anyone is writing right now.